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The soul is the essence of every living thing and each member of a species shares a common soul. Every horse emerges from the same collective soul and therefore is a horse in its essence. Every human being emerges from the same collective human soul in the same way that every daffodil arises from a common soul.
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This is a fairly straightforward notion, but it raises an important question: where do the collective souls exist? As I read Coleridge he does not see the soul as existing in any particular place. It is not inside us, it is not outside us, it is everywhere and always. It would be more useful to say that it exists in a different dimension.
My soul does not exist inside me, it exists always and everywhere in a different dimension of reality. The signal of a radio station always exists everywhere but that signal remains completely invisible and useless until it is picked up by a radio station. In the same way the essence of me, my soul, exists always already everywhere but is invisible until I am born to express it. I am here to express my soul essence and the characteristics it holds.
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Jazz as funk, funk as jazz: the two lexicons entwine and merge so as to lose meaning in one of the great live records of the 1990s. Coleman had already made a splash with his JMT label output yet his playing and writing are more penetrating and focused here. Snappy, stabbing, staccato rhythmic and melodic lines are repeated to trance giving the impression of a giant musical pinball machine on a rotating floor. As well as exerting a decisive influence on anyone from the F-IRE collective to Omar Sosa, Coleman has always managed to reflect something of his times. Here he captured the hyperactivity of the burgeoning Internet age and the brash self-assertion of the hip-hop generation. (KLG) 041b061a72